"That's because yesterday the wild vegetables in your Shuangxi Village had that special fragrance. I mean the wild vegetables with a special fragrance, not the wild vegetables that you buy everywhere for 50 cents!"

Xiao Zhengyang smiled faintly.

"Mr. Zhang, but your contract is not specified! You just stated that you must have wild vegetables produced locally in Shuangxi Village.

Now the vegetable farmers in the village give you the wild vegetables produced in the village! So, according to the contract, you not only cannot ask our vegetable farmers to return the 200,000 yuan, but you also have to continue to purchase our wild vegetables for five years at a price of 10 yuan per pound."

Zhang Yian suddenly collapsed on the ground.

If we count at ten yuan per pound, these vegetable farmers can sell a small amount of 300,000 yuan a year.

In five years, it will be one million and a total of 300 households will be 450 million.

But this kind of dish now has no special fragrance, and it can only be regarded as garbage when collected.

In other words, if it is handled according to the contract, Zhang Yian will be thrown away 450 million in vain in five years.

How could Zhang Yian not be afraid? Xiao and the Zhang family are rich and powerful, and Zhang Yingmei can't stand the loss of 450 million! Zhang Yian estimated that if his father knew about it, he would lose 400 million to 50 million in one day, and his father would probably have to kill him on the spot.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi's body was sweating coldly.

Seeing Xiao Zhengyang standing next to him, Zhang Yian finally remembered that Xiao Zhengyang had made a prediction yesterday, but Zhang Yian refused to believe it at that time.

Now that Xiao Zhengyang's prophecy has become reality, Zhang Yian finally remembered this.

Zhang Yian felt that Xiao Zhengyang must have a way to solve this problem.

So Zhang Yian quickly knelt in front of Xiao Zhengyang.

"Zhengyang, I know you must have a way, right?

Zhengyang, I beg you.

For the sake of my cousin Qingshu, please help me! If you don’t help me, I will really die!”

Zhang Yian began to pretend to be pitiful.

Since childhood, Zhang Yian has always been a noble young man and has never been sought after by others. However, in order to solve the problem of the disappearance of wild vegetables, Zhang Yian no longer cared about face.

However, although Zhang Yian begged Xiao Zhengyang, he was actually cursing Xiao Zhengyang viciously in his heart.

He wished Xiao Zhengyang could solve the problem for him, so he was immediately hit and killed by a car! The vegetable farmers in Shuangxi Village finally realized the situation and all surrounded Xiao Zhengyang and Yang Yarong.

"Mr. Yang, we were so jealous yesterday. You see, we sold our wild vegetables to your factory. Is it okay?"

A vegetable farmer begged Yang Yarong.

"We don't want ten yuan, eight yuan, just at half the price, two yuan per pound. Mr. Yang, do you think it's okay?"

Yang Yarong glanced at the vegetable farmer and looked embarrassed.

Although these people were ruthless and unrighteous to her yesterday, after all, everyone is a fellow villager, and most of them accepted her advice before changing to plant wild vegetables.

Now Zhang Yian doesn’t want their wild vegetables. If Yang Yarong doesn’t want them, then these vegetable farmers will be in vain for half a month.

More importantly, I have missed the farming time at this time, so it is basically too late to change to plant other things.

In other words, if Yang Yarong did not accept their vegetables, these vegetable farmers would have no income for half a year.

In fact, many of these families are not well-off. If they don’t have any income for half a year, their life will be even more difficult.

Yang Yarong really couldn't bear it.

But the key point now is that these wild vegetables no longer have that special fragrance, and she can't use it when she collects them.

Yang Yarong turned to Xiao Zhengyang and then turned to the vegetable farmer.

"But, all of you have no strange fragrance now, and you can no longer make our pickled products. It's useless for us to take them back!"

When the vegetable farmers heard this, some people cried on the spot.

Although Shuangxi Village is slightly better than the original Xiaoye Village, most of the villagers are poor people whose family has an annual income of 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. Now, they have finally met Yang Yarong who has started such a wild vegetable project for them, and the family can earn more than 100,000 yuan in annual income.

Now he has been cheated by Zhang Yian again.

Although they received a prepayment of 200,000 yuan from Zhang Yian, they always felt that Zhang Yian would not accept their vegetables, and the money was not theirs. Zhang Yian would sooner or later find a way to ask them for it back.

Yang Yarong felt even more embarrassed when she saw some of the vegetable farmers crying on the spot.

"Zhengyang, what should I do?"

Yang Yarong really couldn't bear it anymore.

Xiao Zhengyang took two steps forward and helped the middle-aged man who cried on the spot.

"Uncle II, don't cry.

I know your family is in trouble. I owed more than 100,000 yuan in debt to marry my son last year, right?”

When the middle-aged man heard Xiao Zhengyang's words, he nodded slightly.

"Let's do this, we will still accept the wild vegetables in your house regardless of whether they have any fragrance or not.

Moreover, the price is calculated at four dollars, what do you think?"

When the middle-aged man heard Xiao Zhengyang's words, he immediately wiped away his tears.

"Really?"

Xiao Zhengyang nodded.

"Of course it's true."

After saying that, Xiao Zhengyang immediately asked Huang Yong to arrange someone to make food for the middle-aged man.

When the others saw that Xiao Zhengyang had collected the middle-aged man's dishes by four pieces, they immediately squeezed them together.

"Zhengyang, then do you want our food?

Our dishes are guaranteed to be no worse than those of Liu Er's family.

Moreover, our family is in a difficult situation. The girl will go to college tomorrow, and the tuition fee is not yet settled!"

Someone shouted.

"And our family, our son will get married next year, and he is really short of money! We promise to pick the vegetables for you, without a single yellow leaf.

You can collect our food too!”

All vegetable farmers surrounded Xiao Zhengyang and complained to him.

Xiao Zhengyang glanced at everyone. He knew that these people were a bit exaggerating about the difficulties, but it was indeed not good for each family.

“It’s not impossible for you to sell vegetables to us.

However, we can only collect it at three yuan per pound.

If you want, go and weigh the food!"

When everyone heard that it was three yuan per catty, although it was one yuan less than the original price, it was several times more expensive than outside.

Although this price is less than tens of thousands a year, it is still stable at 70,000 or 80,000.

If you are more diligent, it is still possible to be a hundred thousand years.

This has increased by four or five times more than their original income.

So everyone agreed immediately.

Yang Yarong looked at it very anxiously and quickly pulled Xiao Zhengyang aside.

"Zhengyang, these wild vegetables have no fragrance now! We can't make the original pickled products even after collecting them. Why do you still collect them at three yuan per pound?"

Yang Yarong asked in a low voice.

Xiao Zhengyang smiled and patted Yang Yarong.

"Sister Yang, don't worry! I have a proper sense of this.

Last night I had developed a way to restore the fragrance of these unscented wild vegetables."

When Yang Yarong heard Xiao Zhengyang's words, she felt a little unbelievable.

"No! You can do it?"

Xiao Zhengyang leaned into Yang Yarong's ear and whispered, "Then if I do it, should Sister Yang thank me tonight?"
Chapter completed!